The fishing began the very instant the echo of the starter’s signal boomed across the boro. Gelberman was first out the KVK with

Hayward right behind. But the first rod to tilt upward belonged to Hayward . . . aware of what all drifts beneath the surface.

After what seemed an epic struggle worthy of Santiago’s, Hayward gained the upper hand, raising the crane skyward although

the prey twisted and turned, prolonging the fight, clawing back to remain in the murky fluff.

The quarry now secured, two helmeted Junetime fisherfolk posed with their trophy, which gets classified

by a dear fellowblogger as Junk. I sincerely hope bowsprite has kept her eye open for other junk, infiltrating the boro and threatening our way of life. Junk is junk after all, whether it be Detritus rectangulus furnitureus or Detritusrectangulus aluminumensis.